wisdom wrote:
Here is a being
Entrapped by ego
Living in a gold gilt cage
It thinks it has found paradise
But it has only made for itself a pretty hell

Here Being is Going Gong
Where?
To Hell, singing sweetly as beautiful Lucifer
To Death, To Decay. Too Empty?
Too attached to beads and shells?
What rot. What wonderful Buddhas sit
amongst the grave.
Be serious now. Die to this shallow tweet.
Phoenix like. Ashen faced. Rise to the
Middle Way between horror and hurry
between the extremes
Above the positive
bloom
of dropped petals

นรชาติวางวาย
มลายสิ้นทั้งอินทรีย์
สถิตทั่วแต่ชั่วดี
ประดับไว้ในโลกา When humans die,
All their physical bodies perish;
Only their goodness and badness remain
As grace and disgrace to decorate the world

wisdom wrote:
Here is a being
Entrapped by ego
Living in a gold gilt cage
It thinks it has found paradise
But it has only made for itself a pretty hell

Here Being is Going Gong
Where?
To Hell, singing sweetly as beautiful Lucifer
To Death, To Decay. Too Empty?
Too attached to beads and shells?
What rot. What wonderful Buddhas sit
amongst the grave.
Be serious now. Die to this shallow tweet.
Phoenix like. Ashen faced. Rise to the
Middle Way between horror and hurry
between the extremes
Above the positive
bloom
of dropped petals

plwk wrote:นรชาติวางวาย
มลายสิ้นทั้งอินทรีย์
สถิตทั่วแต่ชั่วดี
ประดับไว้ในโลกา When humans die,
All their physical bodies perish;
Only their goodness and badness remain
As grace and disgrace to decorate the world

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สวัสดีค่ะ...Plwk

This is a very popular Thai poem..Thanks for the English translation poem.

In Thailand, this kind of movie is called " gum-lung-pai-nai = inner mental power"..very violent..bloody movies.. but Hong-Kong movie people are so great with special effects that Hollywood hire them to supervise American movies people.

@ My websites: Sariputtadhamma/Journey To Nibbana..I have 2 kalayanamittas who are so good with Pali..after joining these 2 websites for almost 2 years..I've learned to love Pali-words... I can even write poems with Pali based on what my friend "Htoo" posted....

Nokyoong Tree...Thailand

Pali/English Dhamma Poem

Dear Aavuso,
only within this kayaa,
with perception....... and citta
You'll understand loka..... loka-samudaya
loka-nirodha....loka-nirodha-gaaminii-pa.tipadaa

In this body,
there are eye-sense-base,
ear-sense-base........nose-sense-base
tongue-sense-base..body-sense-base..mind-sense-base.

These 6 sense-bases
will come and hit ajjhatika-aayatanas
When these 12 sense-bases.. are realized
loka is realized.......Loka-samudaya is realized
Loka-nirodha or cessation is understood and realized
And then loka-nirodha-gaaminii-pa.tipadaa.... is realized

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My daughter's nickname is Nokyoong...named after the Nokyoong-Tree
tidathep

One who learns
To guard his senses
Not overwhelmed by sensual pleasure
Moderate in food..with strong will-power
Full of faith in the Dhamma with sati and viriya
That person will be free from Mara..free from Samsara

Whoever
wears monk's robe
But not try to be free from kilesas
No control over senses..not speak the truth
He's definitely not worthy to wear the yellow robe

Whoever
tries to get rid
of kilesas, tanha, raga
Whoever observes perfect moral precepts
Who has strong will-power and speaks the truth
That person is truly indeed.. worthy of the yellow robe

Yesterday I went to buy motor oil at WalMart, a very tall black man approached me and asked if I was the lady who live at Bolero street..I said yes..then he said that he's a garbage truck driver who always waved at me and I waved back..I didn't know what to say..but I said 'nice to meet you' then he said 'see you tomorrow'..I smiled..Monday is garbage pick-up day for my neighborhood.

This early morning, the weather is so nice 67F...I can't tell you how wonderful I feel while walking meditation even the sky looks so lonely without beautiful moon ...twinkle stars...What a lovely morning!

I woke up at 2:12 AM and meditated with 'Buddho' in my mind until 4:23 AM, which was the longest meditation I ever did.
This lovely Uposatha Day, I don't know why I miss my mom so much. Dearest mom, where-ever you are now, please read all my Buddha's poems, I wrote and will write them all for you!

I woke up at 2:12 AM and meditated with 'Buddho' in my mind until 4:23 AM, which was the longest meditation I ever did.
This lovely Uposatha Day, I don't know why I miss my mom so much. Dearest mom, where-ever you are now, please read all my Buddha's poems, I wrote and will write them all for you!

How wonderful.
To have a mother. To write poems. To meditate. To miss our personal dearest.
What can we let go of? One day we too will be gone . . .

Sawaddee Ka
Dear Baileyed123
I so love your 'haiku'
I can see flowers..cedars
Robins, rabbits, grasses...ants
The sun is shining through the branches
I can feel the touch of.... the whirling wind
I pay homage to the Bodhisattvas sitting on the mountain
The purest jewel in the beautiful lotus...oh, I think I am in heaven!